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 "id": "john-keats/to-2",
 "title": "To ⸻",
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 "poet": "John Keats",
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 "language": "en",
 "book": "Poems",
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  "year": 1817,
  "venue": "Poems (1817)",
  "note": "First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established.",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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    "text": "Hadst thou liv’d in days of old,",
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   {
    "text": "O what wonders had been told",
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   {
    "text": "Of thy lively countenance,",
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   {
    "text": "And thy humid eyes that dance",
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   {
    "text": "In the midst of their own brightness;",
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   {
    "text": "In the very fane of lightness.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Over which thine eyebrows, leaning,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Picture out each lovely meaning:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In a dainty bend they lie,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Like to streaks across the sky,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or the feathers from a crow,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Fallen on a bed of snow.",
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   {
    "text": "Of thy dark hair, that extends",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into many graceful bends:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As the leaves of Hellebore",
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   {
    "text": "Turn to whence they sprung before.",
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   {
    "text": "And behind each ample curl",
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   {
    "text": "Peeps the richness of a pearl.",
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   {
    "text": "Downward too flows many a tress",
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   {
    "text": "With a glossy waviness;",
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   {
    "text": "Full, and round like globes that rise",
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   {
    "text": "From the censer to the skies",
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   {
    "text": "Through sunny air. Add, too, the sweetness",
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   {
    "text": "Of thy honied voice; the neatness",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of thine ankle lightly turn’d:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With those beauties scarce discern’d,",
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   {
    "text": "Kept with such sweet privacy,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That they seldom meet the eye",
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   {
    "text": "Of the little loves that fly",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Round about with eager pry.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Saving when, with freshening lave,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou dipp’st them in the taintless wave;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Like twin water-lilies, born",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In the coolness of the morn.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "O, if thou hadst breathèd then,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Now the Muses had been ten.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Couldst thou wish for lineage higher",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Than twin-sister of Thalia?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "At least for ever, evermore",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Will I call the Graces four.",
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    "text": "Hadst thou liv’d when chivalry",
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   {
    "text": "Lifted up her lance on high,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Tell me what thou wouldst have been?",
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   {
    "text": "Ah! I see the silver sheen",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of thy broider’d, floating vest",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Cov’ring half thine ivory breast:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Which, O heavens! I should see,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But that cruel destiny",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Has plac’d a golden cuirass there;",
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   {
    "text": "Keeping secret what is fair.",
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   {
    "text": "Like sunbeams in a cloudlet nested",
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   {
    "text": "Thy locks in knightly casque are rested:",
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   {
    "text": "O’er which bend four milky plumes",
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   {
    "text": "Like the gentle lily’s blooms",
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   {
    "text": "Springing from a costly vase.",
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   {
    "text": "See with what a stately pace",
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   {
    "text": "Comes thine alabaster steed;",
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   {
    "text": "Servant of heroic deed!",
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   {
    "text": "O’er his loins his trappings glow",
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   {
    "text": "Like the northern lights on snow.",
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   {
    "text": "Mount his back! thy sword unsheath!",
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   {
    "text": "Sign of the enchanter’s death;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Bane of every wicked spell;",
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   {
    "text": "Silencer of dragon’s yell.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Alas! thou this wilt never do:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art an enchantress too,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And wilt surely never spill",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Blood of those whose eyes can kill.",
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